2003: The Opening Sniper Against the Financial Tycoon

The person on the windowsill was Li Xueqin, the chairman of Yaxing Bus.

At this moment, no one—media reporters, Delong headquarters staff, security personnel, or anyone else—dared to make any rash statements.

The atmosphere became tense, and no one dared to provoke him.

In this situation, it was somewhat inappropriate for Tang Wanxin, as the person in charge, to appear in person. A person who looked somewhat similar to him was in charge of the overall situation.

Qin Hanyang recognized the man; he was no ordinary person either. He was Tang Wanxin's elder brother, Tang Wanli, who was currently serving as the vice chairman of the All-China Federation of Industry and Commerce.

He advised, "Mr. Li, come down first. We can discuss this slowly."

"No discussion!"

Upon hearing this, Li Xueqin immediately banged his head against the glass, tears streaming down his face, blood flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"President Tang, if I don't get the money today, I'll have no choice but to die, to repay the more than 6000 employees of Yaxing."

"Let's get down first!"

Tang Wanli neither agreed nor disagreed, but simply kept urging him to come down.

Li Xueqin was actually struggling internally. He glanced at the ground downstairs and felt his feet tremble.

Seemingly noticing his hesitation, someone in the crowd suddenly urged him on:

"Old Li, don't believe them. They've been dragging this out for so long!"

"that is!"

"What's the difference between your Tang family and deadbeats?!"

"And my 20 million, if you don't give it to me today, this isn't over."

Good guy.

Upon hearing this, Qin Hanyang realized that Delong was being collectively pursued by its creditors today.

Li Xueqin, who was initially somewhat afraid of death, was further incited and, recalling the Tang family's past reputation for being deadbeats, instantly became agitated:

"Mr. Tang, if you don't pay, I won't release it today no matter what."

The two sides reached a stalemate once again.

Qin Hanyang squeezed his way to the front and looked at Li Xueqin.

"Old man, come down quickly. If you want to ride the drop tower, go to Happy Valley in Yanjing. You can't ride it here."

"???"

Everyone present was taken aback by what they heard.

Where the hell did this hothead come from?

Good heavens, at a time when lives are at stake, you can't nitpick like this!

Li Xueqin, an old man nearing sixty, nearly vomited blood upon hearing this, and roared:

"Where did this young punk come from? Get out of here! You have no right to speak here!"

"Qin..."

Tang Wanli naturally recognized Qin Hanyang. He was about to call him "Master" when the latter raised his hand to stop him.

"President Tang, let's evacuate everyone outside first. I'll try to persuade President Li."

"Alright, everyone, please step outside first. We'd like to speak with Mr. Li privately."

Tang Wanli immediately stepped forward to take charge and ushered everyone outside.

Upon seeing this, everyone began to speculate about Qin Hanyang's identity.

Those "accomplices" were about to continue shouting, but Uncle Hat quickly took the opportunity to use force and dragged them out.

"Bang!"

Wang Pengfei closed the door and blocked the entrance.

"Come down quickly, Mr. Li. Don't slip and fall down. Otherwise, you'll have to let someone else support your wife and children in the future."

Qin Hanyang, facing Li Xueqin on the windowsill, sat down on a stool, maintaining a safe distance of five or six meters, and said with a smile:

"And you should know that those people just now were actually hoping you'd jump today."

"Who are you, and what abilities do you have to help me resolve this 60 million?"

"Mr. Li, to tell you the truth, we can't come up with your 60 million today."

"Then why are you wasting your breath talking to me?"

Li Xueqin was so angry he was practically spitting fire. "If you can't produce it, you can prepare to collect my corpse today!"

Qin Hanyang smiled and said, "Mr. Li, I only meant that I couldn't come up with it today. Come back in a week, and I guarantee I'll give you priority in paying out 20 million. How about that?"

"What? Twenty million?"

Li Xueqin corrected, "What nonsense! The total debt is sixty million!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Hanyang shook his head: "President Li, you probably know the financial situation of Delong. We are currently owing hundreds of millions in bad debts. We really can't come up with that much."

Moreover... I'm only guaranteeing you this twenty million; those guys outside who're hoping for your death won't get a single penny more."

"..."

Upon hearing this "window opening theory," Li Xueqin remained silent for a long time.

Actually, let alone 20 million.

Even if he were only given five million today, he would still accept this offer!

He was well aware that while he was indeed being held hostage by so many people, the Tang family was also being held hostage in the same way.

Li Xueqin has encountered employees demanding payment.

If we agree to give the money to him alone, what about the others?

So he most likely won't get a single penny today!

Even if I were to die, it would be a pointless death!

As a top executive who has lived most of his life, he hasn't lived enough yet and really can't bear to jump off!

He glanced out the window again, and the trembling in his thighs almost made him lose control of his bladder.

Startled, Li Xueqin quickly looked away and turned to Qin Hanyang:

What guarantees do you have?

"Only a verbal guarantee."

Qin Hanyang spoke with apparent sincerity, "We just finalized a major international deal for an aviation project a few days ago. This positive news will likely drive up the stock price... After that, getting you 20 million will be a piece of cake."

"real?"

"That's right, I guarantee you'll see a deluge of news about it within three days."

Qin Hanyang shrugged. "If you don't believe me, you can wait here for the newspaper to come out. I can give you this conference room all to yourself, bring you meals every day, and even a blanket. How about that?"

"Am I fucking bored and want to wait here for three days?"

After calming down, Li Xueqin had long since shed his role as a veteran actor.

After all... the money belongs to the employee, but his life is his own!

As he spoke, he slid down from the windowsill while holding onto the railing.

"I'll believe you for now!"

After he finished speaking, he asked about some details of the so-called "news".

Upon hearing Qin Hanyang's embellished description, he immediately launched into a tirade of curses:

"Fuck you! Investing $5000 million in a foreign rocket company? Has Tang Wanxin gone mad? He's squandering our investors' hard-earned money like this! No wonder Delong is going to collapse!"

In response, Qin Hanyang could only offer a few more words of reassurance before the two of them left the conference room.

Upon seeing this, media reporters and several other investors swarmed forward.

"Old Li! What happened?"

"It's okay, I'll go back to the hotel now."

Li Xueqin shook his head, unwilling to say more about his accomplices who wanted him to sacrifice himself.

However, some of the media reporters clearly didn't want to make a wasted trip and immediately asked:

"Mr. Li, have Yaxing Company and Delong Group reached a private settlement regarding their debts?"

"no."

Li Xueqin shook his head, immediately transforming into a shrewd and calculating person, and said in a grand and dignified manner,

"We intend to continue our cooperation with Delong Group. As the largest private enterprise in China, it has already begun to expand into multinational high-tech industries, and even recently completed a huge international financing round. It has always been a benchmark for companies like ours, and we have always believed in it!"

"..."

The reporters were dumbfounded.

Is Li Xueqin not from Sichuan Province? How could his attitude change so quickly?

"And the wound on your head..."

"I slipped and tripped, it has nothing to do with Deron!"

As Li Xueqin spoke, he slipped away to the elevator, covered his head with one hand, and waved to Tang Wanli with the other.

"I'm going to the hospital to treat my wound first. Everyone should head back now. Mr. Tang, could you please give our media friends some travel expenses?"

Seeing this, Tang Wanli nodded, began to clean up the mess, and decided to strengthen security measures in the future.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Qin."

"You're too kind. To deal with this kind of person, you have to divide and conquer them, using a combination of persuasion and pressure!"

Qin Hanyang breathed a sigh of relief at this.

Tang Wanli nodded: "It was my carelessness."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Qin Hanyang returned to his hotel with peace of mind.

But before he could catch his breath, he received another email from overseas.

As if afraid he wouldn't see it, the content was sent repeatedly several times.

"Qin, my best Chinese brother, I am Elon Musk, and I miss you very much."

But before I thought of you, I suspected there was a delay in my bank account because the $5000 million you promised me hadn't arrived yet, and I was worried something might have gone wrong.

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